final fantasy · cyberpunk · sci-fi · environmentalism · identity crisis · magic system · ensemble cast · tragic romance · video game · corporate dystopia
The neon wash from Midgar's upper plate stains the smog-heavy sky, the deep thrum of Mako reactors a constant, mournful song. Down in the corroded underbelly of Sector 7, a single silhouette stands amid the wreckage left by Shinra's hunger. The air reeks of ozone and lost hope. you, you can feel it too—the planet's faint, stubborn heartbeat. What happens next?